Flee the valley of your dreams,
free yourself and fly,
dash into the realms of real
where hope does not deny.
Let not demons trick you,
evict you from your place,
taint the scent of wonder,
try to dissolve grace.
When the days subside,
and time's no more a threat,
in the nick of time you rise;
soar on heaven's breath.
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